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Hit The Fan Ice-T [ Shawnie Shawn ] Yo, what's goin on Ice? [ Ice-T ] Yo what's up Shawnie Shawn? Man, just trippin off this girl, man [ Shawnie Shawn ] Girls? You? The Iceberg? Body Count (2014 Remastered Ver.) Ice-T God damn, what a brother gotta do To get a message through To the red, white and blue What I gotta die Before you realize I was a brother with open eyes The world's insane While you drink champagne And Body Count Ice T Before you realize I was a brother with open eyes The world's insane While you drink champagne And I'm livin' in black rain You try to ban the A.K. Body Count (Greatest Hits: The Evidence - LP Version) Ice-T Before you realize I was a brother with open eyes The world's insane While you drink champagne And I'm livin' in black rain You try to ban the A.K. Hit the Deck Ice-T "I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man, the pole man, the shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance" {unknown movie} [Ice-T] I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil E makes the records Princess Diana Ice Spice Like, grrah, keep it a stack, bitches move wock 'cause they know I got bands (damn) They be chattin' I don't give a damn and I'm still gettin' money I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit Soul On Ice Ice-T I slapped a clip in my nine, threw a clip in my sock Hit three grand up off the dresser, it was ten on the dot Now my beeper started beepin, I threw that shit in the sink I didn't need it no more, I had Burnt Ice Megadeth [Solo - Mustaine] He said he\'d try just a little bit [Solo - Mustaine] He didn\'t want to end up like them [Solo - Drover] And now he blames the voices of a toothless wonder [Solo - Fan Mail T.L.C like to thank you For your support (fan mail) And just like you They get lonely too T-Boz & Chilli: Just like you I get lonely too Ahhhhhhhhh (fan mail) Ahhhhhhhhh (fan mail 02. Ice Cream (English Ver.) 차민 (CHAMIN) After 5 mins it gets smaller and after 10 mins it\'s vanished Only leaving a sweet scent just keep licking my empty lips Don\'t get smaller and don\'t vanish Stay for a long time with me until that Fly By Ice-T Everybody step back from the mic As I set it off All playin' the wall It's time to sweat it off Anybody with staatic oh please try I'll do ya like Godfather 3 And do a fly by Time to rip and hit Drop Girl (Feat. Redfoo & 2 Chainz) Ice Cube Drop girl Drop to the drop drop to the drop drop drop girl drop Drop to the drop drop to the drop drop drop girl drop Drop to the drop drop to the drop drop drop If I hit the switch I could make Watch The Ice Break Ice-T me A rappin brother from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still come back With the fat tracks, fuck the pop crap I got a mind to cold diss a fool Wack rappers sellin out urge me to pull The Tower Ice T I'm rollin' up in a big gray bus And I'm shackled down Myself that's who I trust The minute I arrived Some sucker got hit Shanked ten times Behind some bullshit Word in the pen the fool was a Mic Contract Ice T back out Hit the tripwire Duck from the gunfire Broken glass, screech'n car tires, bodies hit the deck As I commence to wreck Eject another clip and drip sweat Face of danger, increasin' nger Point Mind Over Matter Ice T It's been a long while Since I hit ya with freestyle High tech selections From the vaults of the Ice files Kick back relax And watch as I melt wax Don't ever let a borther llike me Ride a dope Mind Over Matter (2014 Remastered Ver.) Ice-T It's been a long while Since I hit ya with freestyle High tech selections From the vaults of the Ice files Kick back relax And watch as I melt wax Don't ever let a borther llike me Ride a dope track Cause Hit The Fan Nazareth Hit The Fan Why don't you tell me that it's over Why do you keep this hangin' on Pack up your bags and run for cover Say what you mean and see it done Why don't you cut me loose, you don't need Ice M.F. T Ice-T 1993, I'm back motherfucker, this is Ice T. Got my nigga Ice Cube in the motherfuckin house. Yeah! 6 'N The Mornin' (Explicit LP Ver.) Ice-T had the time to ask Word Swat team leader yelled hit the floor Reached in my pocket pulled my 44 Dove across the room peeped out the window Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto Out the back door like some 6 'N The Mornin' Ice-T one had the time to ask -Word- Part Two Swat team leader yelled hit the floor Reached in my pocket pulled my 44 Dove across the room peeped out the window Twenty cops jumped behind a Pinto Out the back The Fan EPMD I, dust bust, crush and rush Catch you flossin nigga, turn your ice physi' into slush So yo, what's the deally for really We rock nine untilly, grindin like Billy So niggaz chill and spark the Phillie Ricochet Ice T (intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah ( Ricochet (2014 Remastered Ver.) Ice-T Yeah, Syndicate's in the house Yeah, Geto Boys in the house Yeah, Donald D's in the house Yeah, Body count's in the house Yeah, Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah, Ice T's in the house, yeah You go on and Ed Ice T Let me tell ya a little story Bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day Straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him He'd ask what you said You still try to break He'd start given up lead Escape from the Killing Fields Ice-T Here we go I'm movin' off death row Ya gotta keep up hops Ya can't be slow Cuse their towers are high They got the hype gaats Check the perimeters good Read the maps It's night They might not Colors Ice-T , it just don't matter Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters We gangs of L.A. will never die - just multiply You see they hit us then we hit them Then we hit them and they hit us, man It's Colors (2014 Remastered Ver.) Ice-T Red or Blue, Cuz or Blood, it just don't matter Sucker die for your life when my shotgun scatters We gangs of LA will never die just multiply You see they hit us then we hit them Then we hit them and Cramp Your Style Ice T into the kill zone, baby, it's on I pack the twin nine-mills that'll lift your dome Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch Ya, bust you with the Desert The Lane Ice T [ CHORUS ] The fast lane, half heart, half money Ain't nobody smilin, ain't nothin funny Raise the risk, raise the profit And can't nobody stop it Unless your game's weak So baby, don't sleep